30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day Twenty One

Day Twenty One - Modify someone else's poem posted from yesterday’s Creative Commons 2.0 part 1 prompt.


Is Change a Constant?

(Adapted from “Changing Family,” written by James Dubeau  http://www.inkstainedjeans.com/2013/04/20/changing-family/ )

The next day has come
And quickly gone…
More things have stayed the same
Than they’ve changed.
Maybe we’re not as old as we think;
Drink­ing beers and chat­ting,
While sit­ting around,
Play­ing video games
In air con­di­tioned Ozark cab­ins.
Inevitably,
life does change us,
Molding us
Into who we become…
That’s not to say
It will be a noticeable change.

30 Day Poetry Challenge - Day Twenty

Day Twenty - Write a short poem about change.

Your Daily Affirmation

The change you seek is outside your door…
You’ll find it at the adventure’s end.

The change you seek is deep within…
You must look closer.

The change you seek is the fruit of your labor…
You should probably get to work.

The change you seek is not just going to happen…
You have to make it happen.

The change you seek is scattered all about…
You might look beneath the sofa cushions.

Goodbye, 2012

Goodbye, 2012

Flipping a page

And leaving the past behind...

Happy New Year!!!

2012

2012

By Brandon Palzkill

Another year is lost

to the swirling sands of time,

buried beyond our reach

in the drifting deserts

of eternity.

Forever lost familiar days,

eternally burned themselves

into our shifting memories

with the bittersweet

searing caress

of an absentee lover

who’s left their kiss

etched upon our lips.

We long to embrace them again,

yet we teeter at the precipice

of the future,

in eager anticipation

of the mysteries ahead of us,

the adventures in store,

the sunrise of the new

tomorrow.

We face our choice;

take a daring leap forward

into the great

unknown abyss,

or become a sturdy oak,

deeply rooted

in the safe, inviting past.

This decision waits

for everybody,

but it won’t wait all day,

we’re at time’s mercy,

one and all,

and time waits for no one.

Rebirth

Rebirth

By Brandon Palzkill

What had he accomplished,

when all was said and done?

What did it amount to?

He took stock of his life;

explored the consequences

of ill-fated decisions

and poorly conceived ideas;

individual threads

spun into the web

that was his failed existence…

As each wasted moment

flickered through his memory,

the web became a net,

entangling

and constricting,

as fine strands of despair

wrapped tightly around

his throat.

He gasped and choked

on his own shortcomings,

clawing at the growing walls

trapping him within,

desperate for freedom.

Yet, each silken strand

carried its own silver lining;

the promise of change.

He stopped and took notice;

found the surrounding web

was so much more than some mere trap

to bind him to his own

sinking disappointment.

Finally, he saw it for what it was;

a cocoon; a catalyst;

the spark of metamorphosis,

destined to transform him.

Isolated in

his converting chrysalis,

he waited for the

transmutation; the rebirth;

waited for his ideas

and decisions

to spawn the man

he was meant to be.

It’s been a slow transition,

but he’s been patient;

he sees the change within,

sees the world change around him,

and knows he’ll finally be

himself.

Winds of Change

Winds of Change

By Brandon Palzkill

Winds of change sweep across the plains;

       overwhelming, asphyxiating;

   a furious tornado to

            wipe all we know

               away and 

       start it all

                  anew.